A/N: I'm back!
Nigel Marvin walked into a large museum. He walked past ancient artefacts ranging in time from the Ice Age to the Roman Empire. Down the hall he went, looking very strange in his khakis and binoculars compared to the important looking men and women in expensive suits and dresses.
Down the hall he went, towards a large door. He looked around at the many skeletons. There was a Triceratops, a Stegosaurus, a Mammoth and Pteranodon flying overhead. In the centre was a large sauropod. It dwarfed everything around it. 'Not here' he thought. He walked through another door. Here he found what he was looking for. Surrounded by the skeletons of smaller carnivores was the hulking remains of a Tyrannosaurus.
"It's beautiful, isn't it" said a man who was standing behind him. He had grey hair and a kind wrinkled face, he was well into his sixties.
"So you're the one who summoned me here?" replied Nigel.
"I am" the old man answered.
"Why?" asked Nigel.
"I have a job for you, Nigel" answered the man, "An important one".
"What might that be?" asked Nigel.
"My name is Ben. I have a safari park on an island of the coast of Morocco that I want you to work on." Ben answered. "You will have the best team and technology in the world, but I can't discuss it here you will be briefed on the island if you choose to go. You have two day two decide." He handed Nigel a backpack and walked off.
Nigel came home and opened the backpack to find a book on palaeontology, a plane ticket to Morocco, a laptop and two long slender devices that resembled garden lights. He pondered what might he find on the island if he decided to go.
Two days later he found himself walking into the airport. It was out curiosity that he had decided to go. He boarded a plane to Rabat.
He arrived in Rabat and made his way to where Ben and a ferry were waiting. Ben greeted him as if they had been friends for years. "Did you bring the package?" Ben asked as Nigel handed him the backpack and climbed aboard.
As they moved away from the bay a few people came up onto the deck. As they came into view Ben introduced them. "This Bob Arthur, the head keeper" he explained as a balding man in his early forties shook hands with Nigel. "Over there is Suzanne Mcnabb, the head vet" explained Ben while pointing at a black haired women in her early thirties. "Those two are John Davise and Daniel Fudd, both Palaeontologists" he said while gesturing towards two thin clean shaven men, both with black hair. "And that is Steven Smith, the head of security."
"Now to explain were you fit in" began Ben. "You, my friend are the team leader." Ben said as they came into port. They stepped of the boat and walked over to a small fence. Nigel peered over to find a few plump, grey, flightless birds.
"Dodos!" he exclaimed.
"Yes, my dear Nigel, you have been selected to lead expeditions back in time to rescue creatures on the brink of extinction."